Wasteland

Toxic spills and dollar bills
Hollow needles, poppin pills
An empty void; those may fill
I feel like trash in a garbage pail
Where ships once sailed
They sink and fail
Burnt bridges and broken rails
Birds that once flew
Now flop and flail
Like dying fish upon the banks
I said no because it’d be like this
Starting fresh, and climbing ranks
Feeling angry, feeling blue
I rebuild and start anew
I’ve been here once
A time or two
Broken bottles and shattered pipes
I’m a wasteland
Useless, and just not right